What a wonderful man I married.

When it comes to the marriage lottery- I won, big time!  When I tell people that Robert and I were 17y and 15y when we married and we have known each other 41 years, they are surprised that we made it 40 years since we were so young starting out.

We were very mature at our tender ages. We had experienced a lot of family life failures with our parents and their spouses to make us want to be an exception to the rule that, “young love doesn’t last.”

Robert and I discovered employment and acquired living debts just like everybody else in the world. At first it was difficult to get an apartment and utilities cut on because of our age. You had to be 18 yr’s old or have a co-signer. Robert would be 18 in one month so I explained this to the electric company and they finally agreed with a hefty deposit to give us utility services. The water was paid for by our landlord. We rented a nice furnished one bedroom apartment and lived there until I was six months pregnant with Rose. The land lady didn’t allow children in her apartments so we had to move. So we chose a tiny unfurnished one bedroom suite, and sat about furnishing it with garage sale finds and a new waterbed bought on terms.

We owned a 1969 Ford Galaxy 500 vehicle, Robert had worked and paid it off in Oklahoma before we eloped and got married. One day, about two months later, Robert came into the fast food restaurant and gave me a piece of metal  and said that was our car. He had been hit in a driving accident and totaled the car. We discovered that what the insurance said the car was worth and the blue book were totally different and they chose the lesser of the two. So with $500.00, we went to a ford dealership to buy a car. This time a Ford LTD, used of course.  We were warned against leasing vehicles by Roberts dad (which proved was poor advice). So, we took our used, no warranty car home and drove it for almost six weeks when the engine blew in it. We had to buy another vehicle at a pay-as-you-go car lot, because we still owed on the LTD for four years. After, we paid the LTD off we saved up and put a new engine in it and reupholstered the seats- and it served us well for many years.

Though we went through ups and downs, unexpected twists and turns, we settled down and life evolved and we had our family and life was good.

 

 

 

 

 

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Accountability is Responsibility

Every person is accountable for their own actions and reactions and choices that they make.

We can blame society, our parents, GOD, or someone else for our troubles, but that doesn’t mean we are right. If you do not like your present circumstances then change them.

Change can be a painful process, but allowing something or someone to control you is even more painful as it chips away at your spirit, confidence, self-esteem, and ability to make decisions.

I didn’t like the way my father reared us three children. He was quick to anger and quick to hit you with a belt repeatedly.  I chose NOT to spank or beat my children long before I had any.

I didn’t like the way my father would humble himself before anyone wealthier than us and say we were inferior to them. So I chose to teach my daughters self-respect and dignity and GOD was the only person worthy to be humble too; humans are fallible and just because you’re rich doesn’t mean you’re right.

I didn’t like the way my father was a womanizer to any female beginning puberty to old age. He saw every female as fair game to have sex with. Pedofilia was his actions and his excuses. So I chose to marry a man who had self-control and boundaries of moral conduct.

I didn’t like that my father thought education was a waste of time and money. So I earned my GED and Bachelor of Science Degree and instilled the values into my daughters so that they graduated 12 grade and earned Bachelor and Master Degrees. My husband earned certifications, Associates and Bachelor Degree. And we all continue to learn daily, and are instilling those values to our grandchildren.

What I did like about my father was his thriftiness. He went to yard sales and auctions all the time and bought and repurposed items or sold them for a profit. He also was a hard worker and keen provider (mom’s financial  management) until my mother divorced him.

I used the above personal examples to show you that no matter what  your circumstances are you can change. It doesn’t cost money to make subtle changes within yourself; ideas, values, and  identity. You don’t have to follow family traditions if they are poor choices made by demoralizing people.

Ultimately, you should like yourself as a human being thus causing other humans to want to be around you and get to know in what ways you are a terrific person to know.

 

 

 

 

72 hr’s EEG with visual

Day 1:

I look like I am getting ready to don a space helmet. My head is covered in sensors and tape. I am not suppose to drive anywhere until after the test is complete.

Day 2:

Had to go back in to a lead reglued. It is hard to sit still in one place while the video captures you every move.

Day 3:

Yea! today is the final day. I am concerned with all the rest I have recieved sitting and laying in bed, my routine has been off. I haven’t had any seizure activity. I think I would have been better served being active.

Day 4:

Yikes! I went yesterday morning to have my leads taken off only to discover that I was one day early. Well, I finally got them off, then came the process of washing the glue out of my hair. I used Head & Shoulders 5 times, then wound up combing and brushing the dried glue out. Not Fun!  I get my results next week.

Two weeks later, I get the results. I have a conversion disorder which is a nonepileptic seizure called pseudoseizures. They are psychosomatic; meaning it’s all in my head.

When I have one my eyes get glassy or glazed and I can’t maintain eye contact  for several minutes after the shaking has stopped.  I stay cognitive throughout the episode but sometimes have a little confusion as to what I was doing prior to the episode. I have been placed back on the medication that the withdrawal from started this whole mess in the first place.

#conversiondisorder #pseudoseizure #nonepileptic #eeg

 

Hurricane Harvey- Americolds efforts

People are still be rescued from the rising tides as Harvey stalls on the Houston/Rockport area. Americold Logistics told effected employees yesterday that they have a job in Ft.Worth & Dallas locations. They will have to find away up here, but then Americold will provide them and their immediate family lodging, food, clothing, and anything else required until they can return to their city of employment. Americold is sending truck loads of food to the affected areas.  The Houston & LaPorte plants are under 4′ water above loading docks. Fortunately, the power is still own in the buildings.

Labor Day 2017, the Houston plant is up and running. Still waiting to hear on other plant affected.

October 2017, the plants are back in operation in Houston and La Porte and people are trying to rebuild their lives one stone at a time. Americold gave the employees effected three days off with pay. Some had lost every material possession while others were just inconvenienced by receding storm waters.

The Dallas & Ft. Worth plants sent care packages to the afflicted in the first days of the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey.

 

cyberbully, troll, & demoralize

de·mor·al·ize
verb
gerund or present participle: demoralizing
1. 1. cause (someone) to lose confidence or hope; dispirit.
“their rejection of the treaty has demoralized the diplomatic community”
synonyms: dishearten, dispirit, deject, cast down, depress, dismay, daunt, discourage, unman, unnerve, crush, shake, throw, cow, subdue;

troll
verb
gerund or present participle: trolling
1. 1.informal
make a deliberately offensive or provocative online post with the aim of upsetting someone or eliciting an angry response from them.
“if people are obviously trolling then I’ll delete your posts and do my best to ban you”

cy·ber·bul·ly·ing
noun
noun: cyberbullying
1. the use of electronic communication to bully a person, typically by sending messages of an intimidating or threatening nature.

There was an incident of trolling and cyberbullying tonight among two residents. It started out innocent then moved to trolling, and finally escalated into cyberbullying. I was called in to mediate one side of the process. I responded that the one that was feeling threatened; and indeed were in person, should call the non-emergency police line and report it to protect themselves from retaliation from the bully.

When people are being rude on social media towards you. Take the higher ground and don’t respond. That’s especially true for personal attacks. Bullies need an audience to justify their own self worth. Try to remain calm and if you feel threatened by them call the police. We have anti-cyberbullying laws to protect oneself and family.

Taking the higher ground isn’t always easy, there are rocks, boulders, dips and ruts that threaten to bury you or leave you stuck on the side of the road endlessly. It takes courage not to get sucked into someone else’s drama.  Especially, if the comments go from trolling to cyberbullying, to just plain demoralizing an individual.

Taking the higher ground ensures you won’t get caught in a flood or back lash of water. It allows you the visibility to look ahead and all around you to see what is on the horizon. Taking the higher ground gives you choices and opportunities to deflate or diffuse a situation before it escalates.

Usually, the reason for trolling, cyberbullying, or just plain demoralizing someone shows a great deal of lack of self worth. Trollers and Bullies need an audience to give them the attention they feel they deserve and are unable to get their needs met in a positive venue. If they can stir the waters of contention they can reroute their own sense of failure.

My advice for what ever it is worth: When someone else is fishing in your pond you can take the higher ground and ignore them or if you want a little battle of wit; join them. Just don’t stay too long in the pond or you’ll have a host of other problems crop up.

#cyberbullying #demoralize #trolling

 

 

 

Freedom to be Patriotic?

The United States of America- Land of the Free!

Some people are foolishly chasing their own tail.  Racism is alive and thriving in America. People of African descent claim their ancestors were abused by Americans and they would be correct. But there were whites than were enslaved as well. And Indians, Chinese, and other immigrants that cheap labor and inflated prices kept them enslaved to the LandLord. All americans can look backwards and find injustices done at the mentality and hands of others.

Inciting riots based on race or skin color is just plain wrong. It really bothers me that White Supremacist or Black  Supremacist think they are entitled by the Freedom of Speech to hold riots, destroy people and property in the name of their cause. God gave each of us free-will, a conscious, and a way out of tyranny or oppression. There was a time when passive resistance- marches and boycotts were needed to bring attention to someone else’s free will being violated. That time has passed. We have equality laws to protect women and other minorities (which if you added them all up would be the majority) of people.

I may live a sheltered life but I know right from wrong, foolishness from wisdom, and the ability to see that America is being sold a pack of half-truths, misdirections, and immorality.  If the supremacist can achieve their goal of spread half-truths then they can agitate the masses into immoral conduct, while they try to achieve their real agenda. And that is to keep the fight going and reduce productivity in our society.

When people have a cause they become zealots in their quest to find or manipulate people into like mindedness. They want to belong to a larger group to justify their attitude or behaviour. They deflect from what is good in the world, what is good in America, and what is good in their little corner of society.

If the zealots put Patriotism in front of their cause by burning, defacing, and demoralizing our Nation’s Flag then the majority says, “that okay- they have that freedom of expression rights”. But it is more than a flag they are mocking; it is a symbol of hope and freedom- just ask any immigrant in today’s society that flea tyranny or oppression from their government- or those who have HOPE that America will provide good jobs, increased income, and freedom to choose where they will live, what occupation they will hold, how much schooling they can achieve, which GOD they can worship, and their right for individuality and privacy. Values that we Americans take for granted as a GOD given inalienable rights.

If supremacists start talking their spiel in your presence at work, church, school, or anywhere; shut them down. Tell them NO!  n-o you will not oppress me into your way of thinking. If you give them permission to rant and rave – they will, then productivity of positive thinking is down the drain. One has to stand up (self will) and just say NO!

 

 

 

 

History will be forgotten and repeat itself

If we take down statutes that immortalize Confederate Army personnel then we are guilty of  re-writing history.   2017 Race Riots and Bigotry are doing quite well in the United States of America- Land of the Free!  Statues, naming schools, or towns are symbols that change meaning the further you get away from the beginning of history. Politicians run scared of opposition and cow down to fear of what might be rather than stand up and say “Look! It is what it is!”

The German occupied people removed statues and other reminders of the Hitler-Stalin years. Children need to see these once revered people and understand the political era and agenda that erected the monument in the beginning. Only by understanding the beginning will we hope to understand its ending. I want opportunities to take my grandchildren to see monuments and open a dialog about what happen, when, and where it happened, who was involved,  and most importantly why it happened. So that they can process the information for themselves and form an learned opinion regarding the topic of discussion.

We need the physical reminders or history will be forgotten and doomed to repeat itself.

 

I Break for Yard Sales (Across the Southern States)

Historic US 80 Hi-Way Sale Dates and Hours

  • Third weekends of April and October each year
  • Friday through Sunday, except when the sale falls on a holiday
  • 2017 Fall dates: October 20, 21 and 22
  • 2018 Spring dates: April 20, 21 and 22
  • Hours vary, but typically vendors are operating by 8 a.m. and operate until the evening

Shoppers are encouraged to stop and enjoy local cuisine, flea markets, and community events along the way. Check the Chamber of Commerce website in each individual state for more information on the sale and affiliated activities.

411 sale

The Route

  • More than 250 miles along U.S. Highway 411
  • Leeds, Alabama to Knoxville, Tennessee, with stops in Cave Spring, Georgia

Dates and Times

  • Held annually at the end of September / first of October
  • Wednesday through Saturday

    Gabby sets up on April 20-22, 2018

  • Be on the Lookout for “GABBY” at the 411 sales in Tabs storage in Centre, Alabama, 35960 and  Leesburg, Alabama. She has name brand clothing and quality merchandise for real bargains.  Appliances, pictures, furniture.

  • Tell her that her sister Kat sent you.

    31W Treasure Hunt / Yard Sale

  • Historic Highway 31 W began as a buffalo trail before becoming Kentucky’s first paved highway. Today, it’s the home of the 31W Treasure Hunt / Yard Sale.
  • The annual highway yard sale takes place each September. It spans approximately 150 miles of the historic highway, from Louisville, Kentucky to Nashville, Tennessee.
  • Antique Alley Texas – Cleyburne to Maypearl
  • Antique Alley Texas may not be the biggest or longest antique and yard sale trail on the list, but it’s definitely one of the most exciting.
  • In addition to lots of yard sale fare, you’ll spot vintage clothing and home decor, antiques, collectibles, and community events along the route. There’s a reason it’s sometimes called “Little Round Top.”
  • Antique Alley Texas takes place: May 17th thru 20th, 2018
  • and September.
  • Benton County Bargain Highway in West Tennessee
  • Looking for something to do over Labor Day weekend? Shop the Benton County Bargain Highway.
  • Started in 1998, the Benton County Bargain Highway usually has between 150 and 200 participating yard sales along its 30-mile route. The annual event takes place in Tennessee’s Benton County.
  • Highway 61 Yard Sale
  • Shop more than 60 miles and up to 300 sales each year at the Highway 61 Yard Sale in Missouri.
  • The highway yard sale route runs from Jackson to Bloomsdale. It always takes place in late August or early September, on the Friday and Saturday before Labor Day.
  • Kan-Okla 100+ Mile Highway Sale
  • Treasure hunt in two states at the Kan-Okla 100+ Mile Highway Sale.
  • The annual event takes place each September in numerous participating towns in Kansas and Oklahoma.
  • Highway 54 Yard Sale – Western Kentucky
  • Western Kentucky’s Highway 54 Yard Sale gives you two chances to treasure hunt each year. The fall event always takes place on the third weekend of September.
  • The 50-mile highway yard sale route runs from Owensboro to Leitchfield.
  • Highway 60 Yard Sale
  • The annual Highway 60 Yard Sale in Western Kentucky takes place each fall, typically in late September or early October. The event includes eight counties and approximately 200 miles of sales.
  • Highway 75 King of Trails Market Day in Minnesota – Luverne to Hallock
  • Western Minnesota’s King of Trails Market Day features antiques, vintage goods, and lots of yard sale bargains along its 400-mile route.
  • The highway yard sale always takes place on the second Saturday of September.
  • Hwy 411 Yard Sale – Leeds, Alabama to Knoxville, Tennessee
  • Bargain huntacross three states during the Hwy 411 Yard Sale.
  • The Hwy 411 Yard Sale takes place in late September and early October of each year. The route spans more than 250 miles. If you start in Alabama, you can finish the weekend in the Smoky Mountain area of Tennessee.
  • Roller Coaster Yard Sale – Kentucky and Tennessee
  • Enjoy an autumn weekend twisting along the 150-mile route of the Roller Coaster Yard Sale in Kentucky and Tennessee.
  • The annual highway yard sale takes place each fall, at the end of September or beginning of October. The scenery is nearly as exciting as the treasures you’re sure to find.
  • S. Highway 36 Treasure Hunt
  • The U.S. Highway 36 Treasure Hunt features yard sales all across the state of Kansas, from border to border.
  • The highway yard sale takes place each September. The 400-mile route includes yard sales, flea markets, and community events in participating cities.
  • Warrensburg Garage Sale
  • What’s better than autumn in the Adirondacks? That would be autumn in the Adirondacks during the Warrensburg Garage Sale.
  • The upstate New York event takes place each year at the end of September or early November. In addition to all the great garage sales, expect to see antiques, vintage clothing, crafts, and lots and lots of food.
  • Dates are approximate as found on the internet in various places.Check with Chamber of Commerce for accurate information.
  • yard sale sign

Adventures of RJ

Adventures of  R.J. the Llama

Chapter One

p.1 One Sunday morning RJ the Llama and his wife Patches were grazing in the pasture when they heard a truck drive over the cattle guard at the gate and stop.

[Pict:  truck and country road scene]

p.2  RJ decides he had better go have a look at the new arrivals.

[Pict:  A woman who was short and plump with flaming red hair and bright green eyes and doe white skin walked toward the fence.]

p.4  A woman strolled up to the fence. She had a quiet calm and smiling kindly face and soft voice.

p.4   She said, “Hello” as all humans do.  She had a big man with her that was known as    Farmer Bob.

[Pict: Farmer Bob in overalls leaning back on his pickup truck.]

p.5 Farmer Bob is a Native American Choctaw he looked  strong  as he stood back aways and just listened to the conversation between  RJ the Llama and his wife.

[Picture : RJ at fence and wife]

p.6 “Hello, my name is Mrs. Kathy,  she said to RJ the Llama

“Well hello  Mrs. Kathy my name is RJ and this is Patches my wife.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, this is my husband Farmer Bob,” replied Mrs. Kathy.

[Picture: RJ and Patches and farmer’s wife.]

p.7   “Come closer so I can smell you and see that you are not afraid of me”, said RJ.

  1. 8 “My! You are very tall and muscular; but no I am not afraid  you look so soft and huggable. May I pet you now?”

[pict: RJ and Mrs. Kathy.]

  1. 9“Yes please, I love being stroked along my back, but not too much toward my tail. Awhhh! That feels so good, thank you,” said RJ.
  2. 10 Running her hand out across RJ’s face she is surprised when he takes her index finger into his powerful mouth and gently tugs on it. He could have crushed or cut her finger with his fighting teeth, but he was just playing around to see her reaction. Then he gave Mrs. Kathy. a kiss on the cheek.

[Pict: RJ kissing Mrs. Kathy.]

  1. 11 She laughed and said, “RJ you certainly are a joy of a Llama, would you like to come home with me? I have a nice acre of land for you to graze upon. It is on the edge of the big city with lots of people, horses, dogs and cats to visit with. “

[Pict: farm animals behind fences and barn scene]

  1. 12 RJ the Llama said, “I would like that very much if my wife Patches can come with me.”

[Pict RJ and Patches and Mrs. Kathy.]

  1. 13 “Of course, I wouldn’t think of taking just one of you,” said Mrs. Kathy.

[Pict: RJ and Patches very happy]

P14. By this time the man Farmer Bob comes up and joins in the conversation. “Honey” she say’s sweetly “can we take RJ and Patches home with us to be our pets?”

[Pict: Farmer Bob and Mrs. Kathy. talking]

P15. Farmer Bob looks to his wife with amusement and asks already knowing the answer, “are you serious?” You don’t know a thing about raising Llamas.”

[No pict.]

P16. RJ chimed in, “that’s OK my needs are simple, give me a dry place to sleep, food and fresh water and visit me often.  Also, as special treat for me to eat, I love carrots and llama-cookies.”

P 17 “That settles it,” said Farmer Bob, “RJ and Patches are welcome to live on our farm.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kathy said.

[Pict.   Beaming  with joy  Mrs. Kathy. gives Farmer Bob a big hug and kiss]

End chapter one

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P18: Chapter Two:

The Llama Dome

Picture: The Llama dome is a sturdy built open sided structure, perfect for keeping dry under the downpours of Mother Nature.

  1. 18. Today the workmen crew arrives in the paddock*, they are going to build us a home.

Steel poles are put into the ground then they are connected together creating a tall roof

In an upside down V-shape, the side walls are open so that air can move around easily.

*A paddock is a small field near a house or stable with grazing for Llama’s.

P 19 One thing about living in a paddock is that there are field mice and rabbits that love to eat grains.

So we have to make sure that the Llama Feed is kept clean and dry, so  Picture & Dialogue: A chest freezer is brought in to store the dry llama feed pellets and treats.

A long rectangle shaped shallower trough is brought in to hold the alfalfa hay for eating.

  1. 20 Llamas need plenty of water to drink and to climb into to cool them off. They don’t have sweat glands and their fur is very thick, underneath their belly the hair is shorter than that on their back and sides and will absorb the water easier and the water will help keep them cool. Picture: A large water trough is set in place and filled with fresh water.  (Show pict of guard hair and soft underbelly fur)

p 21 Straw is placed upon the ground. It will provide a soft place for the Llamas to go to sleep. Taking a nap is fun for the Llamas, they just bend their front knees and down they go. They actually lay on their haunches which allow 2-3” of air to circulate underneath their body, thus cooling them down.

Define: (haunch is the hipbone and shoulder bone of the Llama)

P 22 Muck is Yuck!  The Llama’s use the bathroom anywhere they want in the paddock. Sometimes, they go on their straw, so Farmer Bob and Mrs. Kathy have to clean out the straw called mucking. They use a wide snow shovel and wheel barrow to pick up the poop. Next they take the straw and poop to the compost pile for recycling as it is very rich in nutrients and makes good soil amendments.

raw.   We are all set for RJ and Patches to come home.

End Chapter Two.

patches april2

P23 Chapter  Three:

Meeting the Family

p 23 Llamas are social animals and live in herds so they fit in real well with a pack of dogs.

Dialogue between the animals

Pict. Three Labrador Retrievers greet RJ and Patches in their barking way.

P 24 Kalona said, “Welcome friend, have you come to visit us today?”

Patches said, “Yes, but we are going to live here, too.”

“Oh you’re the Llama’s that Farmer Bob told us about,” said Montana.

P 25 Caleb:  We’ve never seen Llamas before, are you related to donkeys?

RJ:  No we’re related to the camel family.

Patches:  But, we don’t have hump backs like camel’s do. Our backs are straight and level like a donkeys.  It allows us to carry packs better, when we help our people with their chores.

  1. 26 Picture: thought bubble above Caleb’s head with an image of a donkey.

Thought bubble above Montana’s head with a hump camel image.

The  LLAMA image.

“We are glad that you have joined our family,” said Kalona.

Thank you, replied Patches and RJ. And soon we will have a baby called a cria to join our family.

END Chapter

kelona0 K’lona   montana caleb07

Chapter 4:

Patches has her cria

“Hello Patches, I see you have had your cria (pronounced cree-ah), ”said Kalona,” he is as large as I am.”

“Yes, our crias must be large and able to move with the herd in one hour after birth,” replied Patches.

“He sure is a beautiful red Llama!” reflected Montana.

Caleb stood with R.J. and listen to the women making a fuss over the cria.

Farmer Bob & Mrs. Kathy come to visit the new cria, Patches and RJ, he sure is a beautiful boy have you thought of a name yet?

“Yes! His name shall be Allen, after my grandfather,” replied R.J.

“That is a fine name,” said Farmer Bob.

“He will make a wonderful addition to our family,” exclaimed Mrs. Kathy.

END Chapter

 

 

RJ Llama

 

RJ is such a clown. He loves to tease people and is rewarded with his favorite HORSE Treats. He is docile but will love to give chase; his favorite game, with the dogs. He’s been known to go inside the house to check it out, and see where our accommodations are.

RJ rubs his head against the tree until he gets his harness off. His expression is one of self-satisfaction as he almost succeeded in getting the harness free. Underneath the guard hairs his fur is soft; he enjoys getting haircuts as they cool him down in the hot Texas heat.

One of RJ’s favorite pastimes is playing tag with the people. One time he got out of his acreage and made it up to the interstate and was starting to egress on the interstate. People appeared and made a circle with their cars so it would corral him in and give me a chance to rope him and take him back home. It was raining and I had my hand out the window holding the rope on RJ and I ran/walked his butt back home. The police were kind enough to follow us and keep us safe had their been any cars on the roadway.

Another time Rj jumped the fence into the neighbors paddock, he played keep-away for also an hour when he finally came and stood by me, I admonished him and told him to go home and he did. He was sure ornery and cantankerous when the mood struck him.

I miss my RJ so desperately. I only prayer is that he found a good home and doesn’t hold a grudge against me in letting him and his family go. Robert was so very ill and we couldn’t continue to pay out the $250.00 a month for their food, haircuts and vet bills were extra. So I gave them to a good man who promised they would have good long lives protecting his goats. As fate would allow seven years later, I can now afford their upkeep but have know way of knowing where they are located at. 😦  I know it was near Waco, TX.

Peace Rj, peace.

 

 

The Power of Friendship

The class was over, and still I sat, it was 1988. The professor, an old woman asked if she could buy me a soda pop. Her name is Dr. Edythe Leupp, a professor at Southern Nazarene University, Bethany, Oklahoma. I had decided to drop out of college; a dream of mine since I was 14 years old. Dr. Leupp asked me to tell her my story- who am I. In a cantankerous moment, I decided, “what the heck, you want to know, I’ll tell you.”
I was enduring a serious depression, later (1993) identified as Schizoaffective Disorder and Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder, Multiple Personalities Disorder and Post Trauma Stress Disorder. I was a mother of two very bright girls and a wife of a hard-working man. I was 27 years old, (married since I was 15 yrs.’ old) a traditional student and I was hopelessly floundering in my classes. I was the first person to get a GED and attend college in both my husband and my families. Finances were tight and I was attending a private university on school loans.
Dr. Leupp listened to my career goals of Teaching Wildlife Biology in the future. She happed to be a Teacher Education Professor. She asked me if I would give SNU another chance and come to the Teacher Education classes and she would be my Academic Advisor. I was eking out D’s and my GPA was tanked, I was overloaded, over worked, and just plain tired. But I changed my degree plan to test this old lady’s word and see if she would bail on me too.
I used the psychologists’ services on campus to help me function with the stressors of daily life. I started having anxiety seizures because of stress. I earned A’s in all my education classes. My husband was very supportive and proud of me and stood by me while experiencing my mental illnesses. Dr. Leupp was proud of my accomplishment’s and listened to my hopes, dreams, aspirations, and well as the negative stuff, she told me I was smart – brains plus- and said I was achieving success already; I had Dr. Leupp in my corner.
Mom Leupp attended mother-daughter events with me and would later say I was her success story. She talked to me about Gods love for me and helped me heal old wounds. If she hadn’t taken a moment out of her busy schedule and offered to buy me a soda pop my life would have turned out different. I would have considered myself a failure at life. I am eternally grateful to Dr. Edythe Leupp; aka Mom Leupp. She cared to see beneath the pain to the potential of what I could be. She is 95 years old and still and active part of my life.

Walking in my shoes- a father’s tale

My dear Son,
I anticipate the arrival of you birth with wonder.
I promise that I will be a great provider
of unconditional love.

I remember with delight…
The joy of hearing “Dah-dah” from your tiny lips.
The pleasure of holding your hands as you prance and
practice taking your first steps.
The excitement of your first day of school
And the name of your first girl to love.

I remember the agony you felt
when you received your first black eye
from a bully twice your size, then later,
the pride of the victory when
you cut him down to size.

The little things that were a major milestone;
like having a pimpled face, falling in and out of love,
driving your first car, the Prom Dance, and
graduating from high school.

I wait with you as you anticipate the arrival
of your child’s birth with wonder,
as you solemnly promise that you will be
a great provider of unconditional love.

I am so proud of you, and I shall treasure
all the moments we have shared
For now, you are a man
Walking in my shoes!

40th Wedding Anniversary

Our girls, Rose and Kassidey hostess a dinner party for their dad and my 40th anniversary. We had twenty-five people in attendance and a great time. Best friends; Sheila & Jason, Jim & Virginia, and mom Patricia all came down from Oklahoma to join the festivities. Sister Gaynell and great nieces Autumn and Makayla came from Alabama for three weeks. Friends Terre Lynn & Rick and Cathy & Wayne and Sarah, were entertaining. Rose’s family Joe, Michelle, Elaine, and Bella had their party shoes on and Kassidey’s family Nathaniel and Zack were ready to do a do-se-do. Nephew Aspen rounded out the party of well wishers. 

 

 

The NERVE of some people

My sister Gaynell came to visit for three weeks between our moms’ in Oklahoma and my place in Texas. While she was gone from Alabama, someone decided to make a house for themselves out of her belongings. She got home to find that most of her stuff was gone, stolen, and the near neighbors a mile away suspected nothing amis.

We are talking groceries, towels and linens, jewelry, computers and electronics, pots and pans, dishes, clothes, everything imaginable but furniture. She is discombobulated at the nerve of some people. Someone had to know she was going out of state. Her husband stayed gone from the premises except for two days when he came home and discovered stuff missing.  “It’s the extent of getting someone’s underwear out of their drawers and taking off with them that makes it so ridiculously maddening, ” says Gaynell. The police had no comment about the variety of items stolen. Meanwhile, Gaynell is shaking her head and trying to find out how they can survive taking baths and replacing everyday items on her limited budget.

 

Excerpt from Shining Armour

He was handsome. Nearly six feet and one hundred seventy pounds of lean muscle. Dark brown hair and chocolate eyes that a girl could lose herself in. He was shouting, “Hey! Evelyn, is it you?” Coming out of the temporary daze I answer, “No!” Coming closer still he saw his mistake and apologizes that he mistook me for someone else. At five feet and one-half inch and weighing in at eighty-nine pounds; I was used to hearing lines from boys and men; even while assuming it was just a line, I was flattered to be noticed by him, if only for just a moment.

 

 

Poems 2015

You are my knight in well-tended armor
My protector and friend
You are the love of my life
Loyal and devoted
You are my eternal soulmate
My love has no bounds

If I had but one wish It would be for your
Health, wealth, and happiness
For without good health, wealth, is meaningless
Without wealth, health, is fleeting
True happiness comes from the balance of health and wealth
Kat 03/22/2015

 

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Though the years be many
My love is like a new penny
Luster with a soft hardness
To be shined or placed in a press
And perhaps it’s cherished and kept protected
from all ill wills from the heart
As it ages; it weathers the heat and the cold
like lava and ice carvings
only my soul knows it’s good measure
My love is like a well-worn penny
Content to be what it is.
Kat 3/22/2015

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Jesus knows me
He started a revolution
Within my soul
A revival of ancient proportions
As old as the dawn of man
Jesus came to me
In thought,
indeed,
he spoke to my heart
and my soul listened
He brought alive my renewed mission
Jesus loves me.
Kat 3/22/2015

 

Why a Blog?

I began my blog as a forum to display works in progress of different literary activities and craft projects.  I am trying to become an excellent writer with a variety of subjects to capture a wide audience at first. Basically,  I’m throwing darts and seeing which ones stick.  If you have any suggestions on my work efforts please send me a comment. I can only improve from this point forwards- I think!